Micron

May the Fourth

Micron Solo, Jabba and Princess Euka. I can’t find my tomato stakes, my lamentation for this sunny May afternoon. Then what’s that you’re using? asks My Favorite Kid. Bamboo kebab¬†skewer thingies I found in the kitchen junk drawer, I say…. Read More ›

The ears have it

Mini Micron.Pre-photo session.¬† Hey Micron! says Euka. You big goldengoober! Lookit! Look at what, Puppy Piddler? asks Micron, annoyed. He doesn’t look up from chewing a stick. It’s a good stick. Fresh from the mulch pile. ‘Member the time you… Read More ›